[fic] A Girl Like You
Title: A Girl Like You
Author: badboy_fangirl
Fandom: TVD
Pairings: Damon/Caroline (implied Damon/Elena, Stefan/Elena)
Word Count: 329
Rating | Warnings: PG-13
Prompt Giver | Prompt: youcallitwinter | Caroline/anyone - I've been looking for a girl like you. Not you, but a girl like you.
Author's notes: So the lovely lit_chick08 wrote this angsty, beautiful Damon/Caroline fic that inspired this fic. It just happened that youcallitwinter gave me the PERFECT PROMPT to coincide with it (because she's awesome like that). Merry Christmas everyone!
There is something comfortable about his attachment and attraction to Caroline Forbes. She's neither brown-haired nor brown-eyed and it's refreshing to lose his mind along the curves of her body.
He felt that way the first time, centuries ago when she really was a seventeen-year-old girl and he took advantage of her humanity. Now she's still younger than him by a hundred and fifty years, but what's time to repeat offenders?
Nothing at all, that's what.
She punishes him in her own way: pretending to be angry he's there; resisting his advances until he's forced to tell her something he feels-You're so fucking hot, he whispers against her skin, but not what he really means, I need you, or someone like you; clawing at his skin until he bleeds as he nails her to the wall behind the club they'd been dancing in.
But with her, there is never the inevitable moment where she leaves him. She would stay forever, and he knows this about her, even though she'd never be stupid enough to tell him that. (Human Caroline had worn her heart on her sleeve; Vampire Caroline is a better actress.)
He still knows, anyway, and it's enough just to know. She doesn't feel the need to lay out his crap, so why would he do that to her? (Like other vampires he's known for a few centuries, both of whom enjoy him when his purposes suit their needs and then just as easily leave him behind when he transitions to a third wheel.)
He wakes in the morning with her blonde hair across his chest and her hand palm-open over his lower belly. She's still asleep, so the fact that it's so sexy and he's already turned on as his eyes flutter open is its own gift. She's genuine; she's Caroline.
The only thing she wants from him she would never ask for because she knows he can't give it.
(Sometimes, he really wishes he could.)
Author: badboy_fangirl
Fandom: TVD
Pairings: Damon/Caroline (implied Damon/Elena, Stefan/Elena)
Word Count: 329
Rating | Warnings: PG-13
Prompt Giver | Prompt: youcallitwinter | Caroline/anyone - I've been looking for a girl like you. Not you, but a girl like you.
Author's notes: So the lovely lit_chick08 wrote this angsty, beautiful Damon/Caroline fic that inspired this fic. It just happened that youcallitwinter gave me the PERFECT PROMPT to coincide with it (because she's awesome like that). Merry Christmas everyone!
There is something comfortable about his attachment and attraction to Caroline Forbes. She's neither brown-haired nor brown-eyed and it's refreshing to lose his mind along the curves of her body.
He felt that way the first time, centuries ago when she really was a seventeen-year-old girl and he took advantage of her humanity. Now she's still younger than him by a hundred and fifty years, but what's time to repeat offenders?
Nothing at all, that's what.
She punishes him in her own way: pretending to be angry he's there; resisting his advances until he's forced to tell her something he feels-You're so fucking hot, he whispers against her skin, but not what he really means, I need you, or someone like you; clawing at his skin until he bleeds as he nails her to the wall behind the club they'd been dancing in.
But with her, there is never the inevitable moment where she leaves him. She would stay forever, and he knows this about her, even though she'd never be stupid enough to tell him that. (Human Caroline had worn her heart on her sleeve; Vampire Caroline is a better actress.)
He still knows, anyway, and it's enough just to know. She doesn't feel the need to lay out his crap, so why would he do that to her? (Like other vampires he's known for a few centuries, both of whom enjoy him when his purposes suit their needs and then just as easily leave him behind when he transitions to a third wheel.)
He wakes in the morning with her blonde hair across his chest and her hand palm-open over his lower belly. She's still asleep, so the fact that it's so sexy and he's already turned on as his eyes flutter open is its own gift. She's genuine; she's Caroline.
The only thing she wants from him she would never ask for because she knows he can't give it.
(Sometimes, he really wishes he could.)